So I am held up again by a demon's door I check the clock And it's all ticked off as it's shadow paints the floor My fallback plan didn't turn out sound But I see a way out D**n those eyes and those gormless dice And the cars dished out I hold my breath till the second gong And put the silver files back in the Drawer Oh my lord give me a second chance Give me a few more bars and a sword A soldier's truth in a silent room doesn't need more light The highlight of a day at work I sell my soul to suit myself and the rats Dress nice Take my hand close your eyes and pray Take a summersault through the day Lift up that chin let the light back in Let the tears from your pen and the drops from eyes circle in编辑于2021/05/12更新